I cannot help thinking that the menace of Hell makes as many devils as the severe penal codes of inhuman humanity make villains.

Sweet is revenge-especially to women.

But stories somehow lengthen when begun.

Love rules the camp, the court, the grove - for love is Heaven, and Heaven is love.

Next to dressing for a rout or ball, undressing is a woe.

I die but first I have possessed, And come what may, I have been blessed.

To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.